Vampirates 4: Black Heart
two nights. The ship dropped anchor in the farthest reaches of the bay. Then the crew made their way onto land. Some surfed. Others swam. There was a riotous atmosphere. They were hungry and ready to feast.
    "May I borrow your binoculars, Jessamy?" Camille asked her companion.
    "Of course." Jessamy passed them to Camille, who lifted them to her eyes and scanned the ranks gathering on the sand.
    "There they are! Our two special friends," she said with a smile. "I'm looking forward to seeing them again. Aren't you?"
    "Oh, yes," said Jessamy, running a hand through her hair. "Yes, indeed. Every night it's as if we are meeting for the very first time, don't you think? It never loses its excitement."
    She laughed. Camille nodded and joined in her laughter.
    They waited for Sidorio to give his command, then lingered at the fringes of the beach while the crew ran off to pillage the town.
    "They look very, very hungry, don't they?" said Camille.
    Jessamy nodded. "They certainly do. But I'm afraid they're going to be disappointed again tonight." She drew her lips into a pout.
    "Come on," said Camille. "There's Johnny and Stukeley, waiting till last, as usual. Let's go and introduce ourselves."

    "Good evening, ladies!" Tonight it was Stukeley who noticed them first.
    Jessamy raised her hand but said nothing as she and Camille continued their approach.
    "Where are you two off to, all dressed up like that?" Stukeley asked.
    "We're just looking for some fun," said Camille.
    "Well, you've come to the right place!" said Johnny. "Fun is my middle name."
    "Really?" said Camille coquettishly.
    Johnny grinned. "Actually, my name's Johnny. Johnny Desperado. And you're?"
    "Camille," she said, reaching out her hand.
    "It's a pleasure to meet you, Camille," Johnny said, kissing her hand. "Tell me, why are you both wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night?"
    Camille turned to face Jessamy, then both women looked at the boys. "Fashion, darling!" they said in unison.

    Much later, the quartet walked back across the sand. Johnny felt light-headed from the feasting the four had embarked on together. He could see that Stukeley was in a similar state.
    "That was amazing!" Stukeley said, turning to face Jessamy and marveling again at the strange heart-shaped tattoo around her right eye. "We should do this again."
    "Yes," Jessamy said with a smile. "Perhaps we should."
    "We ought to get going now," said Camille.
    "So you're from another ship?" Johnny said. "What's it called? Where is it?"
    Jessamy shot a warning glance at Camille.
    Camille shrugged and leaned over to whisper in her ear. "What does it matter? They won't remember any of this. They never do."
    The women turned back to their companions. "I'm afraid we really must be going now," said Jessamy.
    Stukeley looked crestfallen. Jessamy walked over to give him a hug good-bye. At the same time, Camille drew Johnny into her arms. The couples embraced for a moment. Then the women stepped backward, and the numb bodies of their dates slumped down onto the sand. Their eyes were closed.
    The women stood observing them. "Don't they look sweet?" Camille said, wrapping her arm around Jessamy's waist.
    "Yes," agreed Jessamy. "Like sleeping puppy dogs."
    Camille reached into her trouser pocket and produced a playing card. The jack of hearts. She brought it to her lips and kissed it, leaving the imprint of her lipstick on it. Then she let it flutter down to Johnny's chest.
    "Nice touch," Jessamy said.
    "You don't think the captain will mind, do you?"
    Jessamy shook her head. "She always encourages us to improvise on a theme." Saying this, she took a playing card from the pocket of her skirt, brought it to her own lips, then crouched down and slipped it between Stukeley's fingers.
    Camille giggled and helped Jessamy back onto her feet. "Come on," she said. "Let's get back to the Vagabond and report to the captain."

    Johnny awoke first. He let out a yawn, then glanced around, taking a few moments to realize

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